"Old Hillman, you go and supervise the villagers and let them speed up the construction process, this matter is very important, and there can be no mistakes!" Bonaparte bypassed Geman, who was kneeling on the ground, and walked to the window to open the window and look up at the starry sky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Old Hillman didn't dare to stay too long when he looked at Bonaparte's strange behavior: "Yes, sir, I'll do it." ”

"Geman, you also get up, go and sort out the government affairs that I am not here and now, I need to take a look. Bonaparte instructed without looking back: "By the way, don't forget the cultivation of those orphans, let them give you a hand and run errands now!"

"That's it, go down first. Bonaparte's voice was tired, as if he were very troubled by something.

"Why hasn't Baron Malmö shown up yet?" Dino should have been in pursuit...... Bonaparte looked at the starry sky and muttered in a low voice: "Baron Dro hasn't shown up yet, how did this little chess game in Lie Yuan Town attract two big dragons? I have to kill that one first......"

Bonaparte felt that the series of things that happened in the town of Lieyuan were not as simple as he imagined, and according to what Bonaparte had done, it was hard for Bonaparte to believe that the Governor's Palace of Paravon had not reacted until now!

And at the same time that Bonaparte was troubled at this time, a man who was closely related to him was also troubled by something, but this man seemed to be in more trouble than Bonaparte.

"Your Majesty, watch out for the Eucharist!" Martial persuaded Senas as he bowed lightly to the marble platform.

I saw Senas impatiently throw aside a fire-lacquered letter in his hand when he heard Martial's advice, and looked at the silver hair that was torn off by himself in his hand, Senas sighed: "After all, I'm old, and now I'm too old to take care of the family business......

"Your Majesty, the seven major provinces of Lindu are your Majesty alone, Your Majesty, you are all discouraged, then only the Lord can save us!" Martial gently picked up the letter that Senas had thrown on the ground and respectfully put it back on Senas's desk.

However, as soon as he took it and put it away, Martial caught a glimpse of the general content of the letter, which was very simple, nothing more than Rousseau, who was trapped in the fortress of Thorgus, asking for reinforcements, and by the way, he also said that Darius's envoys had made peace.

"This Darius has really eaten the gall of a leopard! He actually unilaterally contacted Rousseau to negotiate peace matters, and even asked us to cede the northern provinces! It is simply presumptuous! In their eyes, is the Kingdom of Lindu my Napoleonic family or his Rousseau's! He Rousseau is qualified to negotiate peace?!" Senas said this with a sneering tone, and his words had a sour tone, for an emperor, it may be fine to anger him, but it is absolutely not good to make him suspicious!

Listening to Senas's tone, Martial couldn't help but shake his head secretly, this Rousseau's career is probably over, no matter whether Senas deals with him now or not, he will definitely not let go of the opportunity to settle accounts in the future!

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger, you must not fall for Darius's despicable divisive scheme!" Martial paused and said: "The country is in danger, Your Majesty must not destroy itself and shake the foundation of the country!"

"Pillars, hmph, can he be Rousseau?" said Senas after muttering a few words casually, then picked up the accumulated pieces and continued to flip through them.

Finally, with the reduction of the fiefdom of the chapter, Senas has anger, secret anger, and complaining, all kinds of expressions and moods, but one thing is certain, it is not a good mood!

"Why? How could such an important report be pressed so late?!" Senas asked Martial with a frown at the note in his hand.

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten? When the Marquis of Qilun reported this letter to you, you instructed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to handle the matter. Anthony replied respectfully.

"It seems like that......" Senas muttered, looking at the report in his hand, there was always a sense of foreboding.

"Your Majesty, there's an urgent report!" a squire respectfully stepped out of the screen behind Senas with a fire-lacquered letter in both hands.

Senas did not hesitate, and quickly took the letter from the squire's hand and flipped through it at a glance.

"Rubbish, waste, waste! The widow asked him to put down the rebellion, but he lingered in the small town of Lieyuan!

But in front of him was the piece he had just hesitated about, and the two pieces were taken together by Senas, and suddenly Senas's eyes became cloudy.

"Martial! Order! Crown Prince Zidane has failed in his deeds, he is not up to the task, and he still needs to be tempered, and now he is ordered to rush to the northern province of Trelleburg to serve as a staff officer and counselor of the Praetorian Legion under General Iniesta!

As he spoke, Senas was about to throw the two pieces of music on the table to Martial, but just as he was about to hand them to Martial with his backhand, Senas saw a person's name written on the back of the note: Bonaparte.

Senas looked at Anthony Martial who was standing aside suspiciously, and Martial took out a piece of music from his arms without saying a word and handed it to Senas: "Your Majesty, this is the Governor of Parabun, Count Giroud, wrote a piece for you, can you take a look?"

Senas hesitantly took the piece from Martial's hand, but after just looking at it for a while, Senas casually threw the piece into the trash can next to him: "I don't know what it means, it's just a conflict between farmers in the countryside, these things happen every day in the Lindu Kingdom, do you have to tell the widow everything!"

"Your Majesty, in fact, this Marquis of Qilun, as the uncle of the crown prince, and his sister is also your queen, does he have too much influence in the court? It is said that this time His Royal Highness the crown prince is also holding back because of the little farmer you mentioned in the letter. ”

After a pause, Martial continued: "Your Majesty, after all, this little farmer is also your child, even if you don't like him anymore, he is also a child of the Napoleonic family, this time His Royal Highness Zidane is indeed a bit out of line, why not take this opportunity to knock it out?"

"What are you doing from him to speak for him like that?" Senas quipped at Martial.

When Martial heard Senas's joke, he just smiled humbly, and he didn't say anything, everyone knew that Senas was joking with Ma'ar, what was Martial's identity? Kingdom Zaisuke! What identity was Bonaparte? Village head!

"Since you respect him so much, the widow also sells you face. Senas's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, and he hesitated for a moment: "Then order him to be given a baronial title, and the mining town will be that Lieyuan Town! In addition, in the imperial official system, give him a military position, and hang him as the head of the local garrison training group." ”

Martial listened to Senas's decision, smiled, and after a few more words, he retired, and after leaving, Martial turned to look at the palace he had walked out of, with endless disgust in his heart.

"Alas, little one, I can only help you get here! If you hang a clerical post in the fiefdom, you will become a local governor!"

No one knew why Martial helped Bonaparte in this way, and it wasn't until the day Bonaparte became the commander of the Kingdom of Lindu that he learned that his mother, whom he had never met, had such an infatuated crush......